In moments of celebration or crisis – call the family and the family will respond. I believe in family . . .especially my family. We are a bit like an exclusive club. Its not that we’re unwelcoming . . . but we are so great at entertaining ourselves, with an exaggerated sense of the ridiculous, and the ability to make each other laugh outrageously – that it is difficult for outsiders to break in.

We are also widely diverse. That’s a good thing.

When I was 10 months old my father, whom I adore, took my mum, my 2-year old sister and I to Ontario, Canada. It took three weeks to get there. Trains, boats and cars, a journey into the unknown, long before you could research your destination on the Internet. This was bravery and a sense of adventure rolled into one. Spending my early childhood in the wilds of Ontario gave me my passion for the outdoors, my love of animals, forests and lakes. From this background grew my awe of the natural world. I also learnt resilience.

My father taught me to be polite, (there is never an excuse for rudeness), he taught me to have self-respect first, and then respect for others. He taught me kindness, and how family matters above all else.

Having lived in Canada, West London and Wales, I am now settled in Buckinghamshire. Our house faces an ancient wood. It is a privilege to wake up to such a wonderful view each and every morning.

I am Nana to three grandchildren – the sunshine in every day. They are a precious gift; they are the future.

There’s a wonderful story about a 69-year-old Grandmother who lifted a car off her Grandson when he became trapped. She initially refused to be interviewed after the event . . . not from shyness, but because she was struggling with an idea … if she could do that, what else was she capable of doing? And what she really wanted to do was get a degree and become an engineer. Read her story here.

I know, I absolutely know in my deepest heart of hearts that I could lift a car if one of my grandchildren was in danger. Which leads me to ponder on the question, ‘What else could I do?’

I’ve been a police officer; I’ve been a presenter, a public speaker, and an investigator.

I am a wife, a daughter; a sister, a mother, a grandmother, an aunty, a mother-in-law, a sister-in-law and I remain . . . a believer. I believe that what you put out comes back . . . in spades. So why not put out good things?

I believe there are good people out there. I am humbled by those who triumph in adversity, by those who make incredible changes for good in our world. And above all, I am grateful.